Chapter 4 : Beggining or an End?

• Present AIDEN:

Observing the city while standing in my glass penthouse wasn't the thing I predicted. According to my schedule, it was very difficult for me to rest just a few years ago. I was determined to be successful, and when you are determined, nothing in the world can stop you from achieving your dreams. Now I'm standing at this point, lost in my thoughts. It took me 11 years to stand here. Eleven years of my life that changed everything for me. I realized many important lessons in those 11 years. It took so much time for me to achieve everything, but I still felt lost, still feeling incomplete.

When I was sure that nothing could stop me from taking revenge on my father, it was proven wrong. As soon as I woke up, I received a call f the hospital in New York City. The place where my father or, you can say, my enemy lives. He got into an accident and eventually went into a coma because he might be suffering from a brain tumor too, but that wasn't confirmed. Should I be happy that what I wanted is done?

No, I wasn't happy. I wasn't happy at all. I was the one who planned to take revenge against him and make him suffer such pain which he can't ignore. The pain where he wishes to die, but death stays away from him. I want him to undergo the worst pain ever while he stays alive. That much wasn't enough for his punishment. Now it was time for a close combat attack.

For which I needed to go to New York City first thing in the morning. I wasn't sure what changes I needed to make in my plan while staying in that country. I wanted him alive, and I'm going to wait there for him.

Before his accident, he must be sure that I'm studying at University and will not cause any problem for him. But thanks to my hatred for him, I planned everything out very smartly. I placed someone else in my position and continued to move into another city and now I was going to go to the city of my pain. The city where I used suffered a lot. Going back to the city where I promised myself that I would only come back to take my revenge before leaving. But now, everything has changed. 

I couldn't stop thinking about it and that's why I dialed the doctor number once again. I wanted to inform him that I will come tomorrow.

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I arrived at the airport of New York City sharply at 3:30 pm. Memories of this place are still haunting me, but this time I won't stop. I looked around the airport and saw the cab I booked before landing. I was about to sit when I took a last glance at the airport. This time I'm not going to return like a miserable child like before. This time I'm going to change everything.

All the time I was sitting in the car, I kept thinking about Tyler being in Coma. Although I was powerful now but I doubted that I'll be able to take my revenge all alone and that's what was stressing me out.

I entered the hospital wearing a hat and a mask, so no one from my dad's company recognizes me. Even if they saw me without this outfit, they won't recognize me because I changed a lot and it was all thanks to Tyler. But better be safe than sorry.

The doctor told me his name when we were talking on the phone. I went to the desk and asked for that doctor, and a man guided me to Doctors Jefferson’s office.

On my way to his office, I kept thinking about how a normal son should behave. We weren't a normal family, to begin with. Although my father used to show everyone how good and caring he is, I could not put on a fake act because it keeps disgusting me.

Finally, we stopped in front of a room at the end of the hall. I entered his room, and it was pretty organized.

“Hello! How can I help you?”

He asked as soon as I closed the door behind us.

"You are Doctor Jefferson, right?"

"Yes, indeed I am" He smiled.

I shouldn't be that rude, but I find every smile worst because of my father smiling unnecessarily every time. But To my surprise, his smile was calm, unlike my father's.

"I'm Aiden Millers. We talked on the phone yesterday."

"Oh, you are the son of Mr. Tyler." Please sit down.

I even changed my name. I wasn't my father's Jake Tyler anymore.

I seated in front of him uneasily.

"It must be sad to hear about your father so suddenly. He is in a coma for the past three days. Even though his secretary and few people came to meet him, I wanted to inform someone from his family."

Yes, I was sad, but just because I wasn't the one who killed him. Anyways I should act like a normal son even if it disgusts me.

"What's his condition?" I asked.

"We found that there are chances that he had a brain tumor because we think that before the accident, many things were running in his mind, and he couldn't focus on a red light and ran into a car.

After all, he was suffering from a great loss in business. That was expected. He might have thought that he was the one tailing on me, but I turned the tables.

We talked for a few more minutes discussing his condition, and then I started to leave.

"One more request before I go. Please never tell anyone that I came here, neither to my father nor to anyone who came to visit him."

He looked shocked at my request but then accepted it.

"Thanks, Mr. Jefferson, I owe you one."

I left his office shattered into pieces once again. I was sad. I wanted him to wake up quickly. I wanted him to be shattered into pieces just like me. I eventually went to the terrace of the hospital to breathe in the fresh air. I lit up my cigarette as I was feeling lost once again. I wasn't addicted to smoking. I just smoked whenever I felt lost.

I hated hospitals because of many reasons. This was the place where our cruel father bought us, Everytime he beated us and told everyone that we fall from the stairs or any other excuse from the list of his meaningless excuses.

I was lost in my deep thought that I didn't realize someone just came to the terrace until I heard someone's sobbing. I turned around and saw a girl with long dark brown hair. She was sitting on the floor, bending down her head into her kneesa and crying badly She might haven't noticed me. She looked like she was being hurt badly, just like me.

For the first time, I wanted to comfort someone so badly. For the first time, this heartless Aiden felt pity for someone.

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